Title: Triangle

Author: biank-the-raven, StarStriker

Genre: Romance

Pairing(s): Comashipping – Ash/Paul ; Palletshipping - Ash/Gary

Rating: T

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Both of them know very well that he doesn't like sharing. But they still do it; unwillingly, or just to piss him of, he doesn't know, but he hates it. He wasn't even supposed to care about it, but he couldn't help. Now he was standing on a chair outside the Pokemon Center, legs spread open and elbow resting hard against the wooden top of the table, watching them with disgusted onyx eyes. He wasn't suppose to care, but there it was: that insufferable feeling of something chewing at you from the inside, clouding your mind until you can no longer think straight and find yourself doing stupid things you may regret later.

Jealousy. Paul was no stranger to jealousy. When he was younger, he had always been jealous of other children, for having normal, nice people for parents; not an ordinary whore and a drunkard; for having a place to truly call home, for being happier than him. He hated their happy smiles; he was jealous of them, he wanted to be like them too. The feeling faded as he grew up and started to put up with this fate.

And now he had to flare it up. The sight of them together was making him sick at his stomach. Gary wrapped an arm around Ash's tiny waist, making Paul grimace and slap his legs shut. He was trying hard not to walk to them and rip his arm away for touching his Ash. The thought of having to share his little toy with somebody else was irritating him. He had never been the type for sharing, be it object, or person.

His ear caught a little chuckle and the brunette pulled the trainer closer to his body. He felt like he was going insane. How dare he, take what is his. He unconsciously rubbed his hand against his right leg, lowering his head until his face was completely covered by purple locks.

"Hey, Paul!" The cheery voice hit his ears painfully. Ash Ketchum brushed away the hair, only to be met by a cold, hard expression. A smirk blossomed in the corner of Paul's lips, full of seduction and mischief.

"Did you have fun?" his voice was soft, hiding the rotten feeling and cruel intentions very well underneath its mask. Ash was about to take a mouthful of poisoned honey.

"Yeah, well, I haven't seen Gary in a while. I never thought I'd say this, but I kinda missed him." Too bad he never knew when to shut up, and Paul had heard enough. Enough to remind Ash who was the one he belonged to. Ash shivered a bit when Paul stood up in front of him, sliding a cold hand down the tanned skin of his arm. The thrill Paul's touch gave him was unique; it gave him such powerful desire to drop down to his knees and let Paul do everything he wanted to him. Rough fingers caught his chin and jerked his head up, making his stare straight into hungry black eyes. The strong desire burning deep inside them stripped Ash of all of his pride and made him throw himself into the arms of the purple haired trainer, without thinking about what would happen next.

When soft lips brushed against his ones, he closed his eyes and quickly lost himself into the wonderful feeling the kiss was giving him. Paul smirked against Ash's mouth before pulling away with a wet sound and leaving a disappointed Ash. But he didn't have time to manifest his disappointment.

Suddenly, his lungs have been emptied of air and he gasped, falling into Paul, whose arms wrapped around him tightly. A hot pain was spreading inside his stomach, throbbing where Paul's fist connected with it. He gasped several times for air, desperately, clawing at Paul's jacket. The feeling of having no air to breath along with the trap of Paul's arms was suffocating, making him freak out and struggle wildly to break free and breathe again.

"Paul," the call came in a heavy gasp and Paul pulled Ash's head closer to his chest.

"Shhh," he hissed softly. "You're safe with me." Ash wanted to believe those words. Tears pooled around his eyes, breathing heavily in Paul's hair, tickling the skin of his neck. "You'll always be safe with me, Ash. You're all mine."

The words whispered at his ear were always making him shudder, but they were the pure truth.

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